Utter turmoil......

Who would have thought that typing a Blog could be so difficult. I thought take no time at all....WRONG!

Well I went from the peaceful content mood of Easter to the brimstone and fire of everyday life. Reality check!

On the scale of worldly chaos not important but in my life very important.
LYING. Kick me in the shine, poke me in the eye, I will get over it a lot faster than if you lie to me. The ultimate deception.

The hurt, the demoralizing realization that your not respected. Heck I know it just goes with life but I get so darned blasted freak out mad! I won't talk to you for a while and then it will blow over. However I will not trust you. It will take a long time before we walk that path again.

The bees are going to arrive this weekend Sunday, Saturday is the Hot Dog sale for the 4-h club. I need to find a cap for the truck so I can pick up the new buck without dragging the gooseneck for one goat across the state. Oh yes, the paperwork for the replacement truck for my husband who is working this Saturday our wedding anniversary, no not likely that we will do anything special than the normal fall into bed exhausted routine.

Off to visit a co ordinate some farm business next blog when? When I get to it I suppose......

Happy Easter, Thank you

This Easter and ever day......

I am grateful for my family and my life and the love we share for those we know and have yet to meet.

I thank the greatest of all and all the sacrifices made.

I thank all those who have been before, that we learn from, and I will try not to repeat or have any hand in tragedies that lie ahead.

I am grateful for the peace and contentment,I feel, and the comfort I am able to give others when they are in need. I am grateful that I cause discomfort to those who have lost touch with how they treat others. I am glad that I can bring a smile or a laugh to those who could use it.

I am sorry that I have lost those who I didn't have the opportunity to love fuller or get to know better. For those who are gone that have given to me in ways I am unaware.

I look forward to the adventures that lay ahead both good times and not. The strength that I was given at birth and the ability to hang onto it and ask the one who matters how to help me use it best.

Today as always I say thank you, forgive me when I forget, you are who matters most.

One more thing to do.........

As usual things just don't go as they are scheduled to. Why do I think I am special enough for things to go the way that I plan? I am not alone thinking that they should.

I love having my husband home for an extra day off. I like sleeping by his side. Just knowing he's there and isn't rushing off for work, gives me a special kind of comfort for the day.

I like to chat and next thing I know it is very late and the girls are calling to remind me. OK, I'm up and ready to go tend to the girls needs. Phone rings and it is a frantic call from a young friend who would like a little extra support (sure blame me again if things go wrong) but moral support in a time of stress is sometimes all that is needed. On the way over I am humming the Calvary charge. Of course by the time I get there things have gone according to what nature has planned and not me. Spend a moment to make sure everyone is where they should be and off I go to tend to the girls.

My son has attempted to use the new milking machine and is about half way through our list (a little slow but the girls are grateful).. I help by milking the Does on my knees and we're done in no time. Next the cows and I'm off for grain and then back to help put up some Sheetrock and harvest a turkey or two.

What! No help need for the Sheetrock! Fine, I'll just make a head roll. Wow. 47 lb turkey dressed. Not bad. Chores. Oh yeah, made some cheese and dough for pizza and starter for the feta tomorrow.

If only I had 5 more minutes in the day I could type what else I have done today but then that would take too long. There are several more tasks to complete before my day is done. If only I could do one more thing a day..........then I wouldn't get any sleep..........

Spring Surprises

Spring this year has lived up (so far) to the Metaphor "in like a lion" and I will up date when we reach the end of the month. I have to say it is raining again but he cold has lessened and we get a few days of the stronger sun to help dry the boot sucking mud for us. I have renamed my daughter Nanny Mudd Fanny since a rather large Doe (who was frightened by the new milk vacuum noise) dragged her face down through the mud while other Does proceeded to step all over her body as well as her head leaving her engulfed in a nice stinky layer of mud. I don't understand why she didn't see the humor of the moment. Truly a site to behold and I'm sure many a farm wife has chuckled over this maylay often.

I don't understand why so many women find terror in children having fun in the great outdoors. I have heard Mom's say "stay away from the puddles" "don't get dirty" and too many more to even type out. Don't these Moms consider that they may be giving their children long term psychological issues, dirt phobias, rainy day disgruntlement?

Around here a pound of dirt ingested a year keeps a kid healthy. Of course I don't condone eating mud pies but puddles are magnets as well as brooks, ponds and swamps filled with fun polliwogs and dragon fly larva. I don't expect my children to come in from their day of adventuring without scrapes and bruises however I do expect that they use the good sense God gave the goat and not break any bones.

This Mama is a firm believer of a right to childhood and all the dirt that goes with it. Once again my house is no showcase but then again one feels at home the moment you walk in the door. Take your shoes off? Not unless you want dirty socks.

Accidents Happen!

There are things in life (as in everything everyday) that we haven't any control over.

Just trying to keep up is arduous, but we maintain and whittle away at our list of jobs to be done.
Then out of the blue someone throws a wrench into the works that just discombobulates everything.

That is what has happened this week. My loving, darling husband totaled his truck on Tuesday. As long as he is alright so am I.

In my life right now I have farm matters (a herd of 60+ goats, 4 cows, 100 or so chicks, turkeys and pigs to deal with let alone keeping enough food on hand for all of them) and the house should be in there somewhere. Home teach my son, keep up on the daughter and market my goods from the farm and keep the network going. It was decided long ago that the farm become a real working entity. All is working well but when this little runaway puddle of greased bee bees was spilled who would have imagined that it would cause such a train wreck.

My head is all askew from surfing the net to find a replacement truck. I did find one and now celebrate the fact with some sushi. Of course used but heck with the amount of accidents my little commuter is having it is for the best. Still now the refinancing, insurance chasing, consolidating.

It seems a miracle but somehow it works out that I actually save 14,000.00 in three years if I float a new loan. I don't know how I did it and unless the FBI or the local police break down the door I won't question it either.

New feeder pigs

Well we delivered two pigs to market. Stopped off and got six more.

What is it about pig stink that prevents it from washing, scrubbing or power washing off?

I wore overalls, boots and gloves and yet here I am making my own eyes water. I have tried everything except TSP. I figure I will need some skin tomorrow............

Well I suppose I will go outside and cut down some trees and prune the fruit trees and maybe the oil from the chain saw will help drown out some of the stench! Of course it is what they are fed at the piggery that makes them so odorous, but we won't go into that. After a week or two here they will be stink free and happy in their new home. I did get pigs of all different sizes so that I can have income along the way. They are already sold at this point (I'm pretty sure at least).

Now I have to find another calf for veal and all will be quiet until the next wave of kidds arrive in April. Not including the meat chicks and turkey poults due this week.

Don't ask......

It amazes me that when people ask your opinion, they don't really want to hear it.

What they want to hear is a pep talk or someone to agree with what is going on.

Hellooooo.........we have these conversations so that we may exchange ideas and opinions.
Just take all the information and shake it around discard what won't work for you and move on.

If you don't want me to say what is on my mind don't ask. I have gotten much better at keeping my opinions to myself. Like I say, don't lead me into temptation.

Oh, by the way our animal care has fallen through could you take care of my animals while I'm off hiking in the mountains for a couple days? Of course I can. I can trust you to care for my child when I am late or think I may be late to get her off the bus why shouldn't I be able to care for your critters when needed?

Friends are someone you can count on. Periodically or all the time. You don't have to get along all the time. I'm sure that we will disagree from time to time. Let it go. I like to help those who seek me out and those who can use me at the moment. Nothing feels better than helping someone in need. I promise I won't break down you door to make sure your alright, if you don't want me to. Doesn't make me feel better but all the world needs a martyr.

Great venting forum I must say!